Short stories

Sweet Dreams

Let me tell you about my story of why I haunt this forest. I was a little girl who had woken up to see I was surrounded by a forest. I had noticed I was being carried ,but as I was going to scream, I was not sure of what was going to happen, if this was going to be good or bad.

I think he had figured out I was awake, maybe because he had started to say bad words people should not say. I saw that he had continued, not bothered by how I was awake and when he had stopped, we had arrived at this like area in the center of the forest, it seemed like, and the person had set me down rather roughly, making me groan in pain, but was I not in for it.

The moon shown through the trees, casting a light that had shown who the person is. At first I was scared of who the person was, then to confusion to realize that this was someone in my family, my only family, my dad. He had told me that I was the only child, but my mother had died from giving birth to me, making my dad very upset. Other family members,I do not know about them, they never visit if they are still alive.

For the first time ever since I woke up, I finally asked him, ¨Where are we?¨, but he never replied to this and just glared.I started to worry if I did anything wrong so I asked to see, which he screamed in response, ¨This is what you deserve!¨. When I was confused, I did not notice the item he had brought out from behind his back, where had had started.

I had a light glare into my vision, to finally notice the item, where he was smiling sinisterly at me. I was very concerned at the time, boy should I have ran. This, my friends, was a knife that he was using in his hand.For the first time in a long time, I had screamed until my throat was sore. He just chuckled and got closer and closer every little second.

When he came so close after the agonizing seconds, he had started. He charged at my with his knife pointing outwards towards my stomach, piercing the stomach, close to the liver. As I started to scream in agony, I realized this was only the beginning.

He twisted and turned the pointed knife while my stomach was pouring red water all over myself, he finally yanked out the knife, pulling out my large intestine in the process. I slowly felt my life drift away from me as I wondered, 'What have I done to deserve this?'where I had finally died by the hands of my father.

To this day, I will forever wait for my father to comeback, and get my revenge to finally find peace in me and myself.